Oh, heavens.
Yvonne, this was hilarious!!!! I'm still coughing up coffee from laughing so hard.
The title is absolutely perfect - this truly is The Ultimate Mary Sue. I'm not sure what my favorite part is cause there are so many...
There was this:
He'd changed. Black jeans. White t-shirt. Chest. Lots of chest. Also biceps. Dark brown eyes. Glasses. Yup, still lots of chest...don’t go down any further...
and then when she starts to ramble - ROTFL.
And...
I couldn't resist. When he came back and closed up his apartment, I said - ever so casually, of course, "I hate ironing, don't you? Those modern fabrics are the worst - you know, materials like spandex where you have to keep the heat low and everything puckers up when you try to draw the iron across."
So true!!
And I'm so glad...
Okay, red alert, red alert! You’re letting him get away! Stop him! You’re not finished with him yet!
Because he hasn't ravished her yet.
Oh, I love this. Thank you - for every inch of angst you gave us in Addicted, you've recovered with a laugh.
Lynn
BTW - can you add a roomate - um, her name is uhh...Lynn-ette. Yeah Lynette. That's it. And she uh...came late because, um...the movers lost her stuff...
